But all that could be ascertained in the village was, that a man had ridden off a short time before in the direction of London.

Of this man Kneebone resolved to go in pursuit; and leaving Jack in charge of the constable, he proceeded to the small inn,--which bore then, as it bears now, the name of the Six Bells,--where, summoning the hostler, his steed was instantly brought him, and, springing on its back, he rode away at full speed.
Meanwhile, after a consultation between Mr.Dump and the village authorities, it was agreed to lock up the prisoner in the cage.

As he was conveyed thither, an incident occurred that produced a considerable impression on the feelings of the youthful offender.

Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard--where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves--a momentary stoppage took place.
At this gate two paths meet.

Down that on the right the young culprit was dragged--along that on the left a fainting woman was borne in the arms of several females.